At the foot of the mountain, Luo Bei gently stroked Red Coral's horsehair, Red Coral could probably sense his mind, so he stepped on the horse's hooves a few times, neighing, and seemed to be quite cheerful.

Luo Bei shook his head helplessly, and said: "It's been too long to bind you all the way, now the two of us go up the mountain, and you will become that wild horse again, but don't run too far, it won't be long before we will be on the road again!"

Red Coral snorted vigorously, and seemed to be a little impatient with Luobei's "verbosity".

Luo Bei could only take off the reins of the horse, and let the red coral run out.

"If it can meet Da Bai one day, I may not have a good life again!" I don't know why, I suddenly remembered Da Bai, there has been no trace of Da Bai for a long time, and Luo Bei is really a little worried.

As they spoke, they stepped up the steps to the mountain, which were not very wide, and winded up the peak, with strange rocks on one side and dense woods on the other, sloping into a deep valley.

The early morning fog seemed to have just cleared, there were still some traces of water on the steps up the mountain, and the dense and slightly gloomy woods were full of straight trees, and under the trees were lush small branches, which surrounded almost all the gaps, and the depth was easy to give rise to some bad fantasies.

I don't know if there will be any danger hidden inside, tigers and bears suddenly rush out, but in fact, people should be most careful of people, because although the beast is terrible, but it only shows the fierce side by brute force, and people are very different.

Kill Sheng and Luo Bei ate a piece of hard coarse bread, and the feeling of hunger was temporarily relieved, so they were able to persevere.

Xuanqing Temple is built on such a mountain, which always reminds people of the Lotus Temple, which is also located on the mountain, the same temple, and the same built on the mountain, but in fact, the two are very different.

In addition to the Lotus Temple on the island in the middle of the lake, and the Xuanqing Temple in the small village, the main difference is that although the Lotus Temple is on the mountain, connected with the outside world by a pontoon bridge, it still has the meaning of entering the WTO, while the Xuanqing Temple, which is also hidden in the mountain, has a sense of dust.

The mountain was damp and quiet in the early morning, except for the footsteps of the two people, only the cheerful birds flying in the forest could not stop chirping, this mountain was much higher than the peak of the Lotus Temple, but the mountain path was not very difficult for the two young people to climb.

When the sun rose in the distance, Luo Bei and Kill made their way to the end of the road at the top of the mountain.

In front of it is a huge flat land, planted on the flat ground with some podocarpus trees that look like they have been many years old, Luo Bei thought in his heart: the reason why these trees have such a name is probably because their shape is indeed like Arhats with different postures and shapes, it is said that there are hundreds of Arhats in Buddhism, but there are only a dozen of them here, just standing there resolutely, more like an old monk who is practicing in front of the Da Lei Yin Temple.

The silent podocarpus is extremely ancient, and after years of precipitation, it looks at the world with a peaceful and thorough mind, and at the end of the two rows of podocarpus is a gate where even the paint has dried and peeled off.

The door was ajar, and it seemed to be extremely quiet inside, when another bell rang out, or else it would have been thought that it had long been deserted.

This temple looks a little older than the two rows of ancient podocarpus pines in front of the door, silent between the peaks and trees, in front of the mighty Arhats, behind which are dozens of feet high

of peaks.

This is probably Xuanqing Temple.

Luobei looked up, it turned out that the mountain behind the Xuanqing Temple was the highest point of the entire mountain peak at the foot, just like the tip of the bamboo shoots standing between heaven and earth, rising from the ground, covered with dense woods, and it was impossible to see the situation inside, but the bird's cry was broken into a piece, and even made people think that there were many people fighting together.

Killing Sheng pulled the corner of Luo Bei's clothes, blinked his eyes and said seriously: "Luo Bei, do you say that the monks in this temple will also be like the Lotus Temple, without the pilgrims who worship the Buddha, they would have been dilapidated a long time ago, and they don't look like any people!"

Luo Bei shook his head and said, "Didn't you hear the bell inside?" It means that there must be someone in the temple, maybe all the monks are chanting together at this time, and there is no war here, how can it be dilapidated for no reason?"

Killing seemed to have some truth in listening to Luo Bei's explanation, but he always felt that this temple was a little different from the place he was used to, and he couldn't tell what the difference was.

The two slowly walked into the gate of the temple, the gate was not closed, let alone locked, Luo Bei wanted to come forward and knock a few times to try, but he didn't expect it to open as soon as he pushed it.

Facing the inside is a Daxiong Treasure Palace, but in fact it is not very tall, and the plaque of "Daxiong Treasure Hall" has long been dyed with traces of time.

Compared to the Lotus Temple, it is indeed much smaller, it is almost like a very small dilapidated temple.

Luo Bei cleared his throat and deliberately raised his voice a lot, but where was there anyone in the temple, he could only smile bitterly and step in with the killing

The red lacquer door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is closed, and there are bursts of wooden fish inside, which can't help but make people feel a little quiet Zen.

The killing expression became solemn, and he bowed respectfully with his hands folded, Luo Bei knew that the killing at this moment was extremely sincere, because Master Wu'an often said that he would worship when he met the Buddha, and everyone in the world could have other intentions, only the monks in the world must be very pious, and worship the Buddha with their hearts, and the Buddha will know.

Don't look at the killing of the master's greedy heart, and most of the time the two are laughing and scolding when they are together, but he always keeps the master's words in mind.

Luo Bei knew that the monks inside should be concentrating on worshipping the Buddha, so he didn't plan to disturb them, so the two had to walk around the temple casually, and there was no one anywhere anyway.

From the side, they could see that behind the Daxiong Hall were several single-story meditation rooms, and the curling smoke they saw in the distance should have drifted out of those meditation rooms.

Luo Bei looked inside and found that the backyard was actually not big, except for a few meditation rooms was a small courtyard, which was planted with a lot of vegetables, and the neat cucumber rack had picked up small cucumbers with tender thorns, and the small yellow flowers were also very beautiful.

In addition to the vegetable garden, the ground is paved with stones the size of one zhang, and it looks like it has been old for a long time, and a lot of thatch grows between the stones and the stones, and the ground in front of the Daxiong Hall is very clean, but the thatch here is not cleaned, but it is not too deserted, but it has a bit of a natural meaning.

In the middle of the small courtyard is a very large and ancient tree, towering and luxuriant, as if it is much higher than the main hall in front of it.

The leaves of this tree are not big, and some of the black covers are even dry and about to fall off, but there are a lot of brown cocoon-like things growing densely on it, I don't know what it is.

Luo Bei and Kill were craned their necks to look inside, thinking about things in their hearts, but they didn't notice a very small figure appearing behind them.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A crisp and extremely immature voice came from behind him, startling both Luo Bei and Killing.

Quickly turned around, and saw a little monk who was almost half a person tall looking up at the two of them with his head raised and blinking at the two of them with extremely young eyes.

The eyes were bright and sincere, the little face was tender, and the slightly chubby pair of small hands were tightly and together, like killing and worshipping the Buddha.

Obviously, this is also a little monk, and it is much worse than killing, and he looks like he is only three or four years old.

"II...... Bit...... Hello there......"

The little monk opened his mouth to reveal a row of white teeth, first laughed for a while, and then said word by word, as if he had just learned to pronounce words, and always wanted to say every word clearly, so that the other party could hear it clearly.

Killing Sheng rubbed his bald head, grinned, and said, "I didn't expect that there would be a little monk younger than me, hey, good girl, how old are you?"

The little monk blinked, as if he was trying to react to what he meant by what he said.

"I don't call hey, my Dharma name is the ten directions, the ten directions of the ten directions of the world, I ...... Three-year-old ...... Half a ......"

He deliberately accentuated the tone of "half-la", as if to let the killer understand that he was not "that small".

Killing laughed, laughed and quickly stretched out his hand to touch the head of the little monk of Shifang, and when Shifang waved it with his hand, he took the opportunity to pinch Shifang's face again.

was killed and "teased", although Shifang has been using his hands to stop him, he doesn't even have the slightest intention of thinking about it.

"Killing, don't be teasing the little master of the Ten Directions, I still have some questions to ask him!" Luo Bei blocked Killing.

Killing Sheng stuck out his tongue, jumped back, and then put his hands behind his back and stopped talking, but looked at Shifang with the same gaze as the senior brothers in the Lotus Temple had looked at him at the beginning.

"Little Master Shifang, the two of us came here from far away, I want to ask if this place is called Xuanqing Temple?" Luo Bei asked with a smile instead of paying attention to the killing creature who had been grimacing at Shifang behind his back.

Shifang looked at the killing for a while, and then turned his head to look at Luo Bei, I don't know if it's because he is too young, and he always has to react to many words for a while before he can fully pay attention to them.

"Hmm...... This is the Xuanqing Temple......"

"You ...... Are you here to worship the Buddha?" he asked as he looked at Luo Bei with great sincerity with bright eyes.

Luo Bei smiled, but he didn't know if he was here to worship the Buddha, he had always heard that some people worshiped when they saw the Buddha, but since he got acquainted with Master Wu'an, he had a deeper understanding of Buddha and Zen.

There are many kinds of worshipping the Buddha, but in any case, the most valued should be the pious heart, if the heart is not sincere, it is better not to worship, the Buddha to the living beings in the world is not to ask for something and get something, but a kind of spiritual world.

Luobei doesn't know what Buddha is and what Zen is, and the most direct association with these two words is only the profound master of Wu'an.

Therefore, in the face of Shifang's question, he did not answer directly, but said with a smile: "I came here to ask to see the abbot Master Ranran!"

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